I am so incredibly disoriented in life, it's quite pitiful.
I love my routines and patterns. My kids thrive on them as well. Our life is never wrapped up in a box with a nice bow on it--but 50-75% of the time, things go as planned. Some semblance of routine is required to keep us on track with the demands of a working mom, a first grader, two little girls and the rest of life.
All that has been thrown out of the window in the last several days. Some was expected, some was not.
Last week, Bean got the opportunity to work some hours at his former part-time job at the church. It's short-term, but you can always use extra money, right? Especially this time of year. Especially when I unexplicabely broke a tooth last week and now have a temporary crown and will go back next week for the permanent one. Which will necessitate getting a new custom-molded mouth guard which prevents me from clenching my teeth at night, most likely a stress/tension related habit. But I have TMJ and am prone to headaches, so this mouth guard is a must for me. And it's super sexy when I talk with a lisp at night to Bean. Just ask him.
Anyhow, this means that Bean worked 5-6 hours on Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings. In the midst of holiday extravaganzas and other such busyness, which I navigated on my own so that he could work. That was the unexpected, for which we are thankful though.
The expected was moving out of our house last night, for a week. The fact that it was expected, didn't make it any easier. So much couldn't be done until the day of or the night of. It was pointless to do much to prepare, which of course made me freak out in my head the last few weeks.
At 4:30pm last night, it began. I packed for myself and the kids. Clothes, toiletries, anything we might need. We got dinner, and bathed all the kids early. Headed over to his mom's apartment, where the kids proceeded to bounce off the walls for about thirty minutes, before we put them to bed. His mom likes to keep her house quite warm. We were broiling. The kids ended up sleeping in their underwear. We are having an odd heat wave right now. But still. It was hot. And she was wearing a sweatshirt.
Bean and I then returned to the house to gather the rest of what we needed. We also had to clear the floor, tub and vanity of the hall bathroom. We moved furniture away from windows (which are all being replaced). We had to clear off every surface in the kitchen (new granite countertops, whoo-hoo!). Technically since there is lead abatement involved, we aren't supposed to return to the house until it's cleared. However Bean was trying to convince me that it would be easier for him to return after work hours each night, to get what we needed for the next day. He's a raging lunatic sometimes.
Last night, Miss Rose & Gracie slept on a queen Aero Bed, I slept (kind of) on a twin bed and Lily was in a pack-n-play. Bean slept on the couch. None of us slept well. Miss Rose said she woke up every time she moved because the Aero bed was noisy. Lily woke at one point and was crying, so I brought her into bed with me for a bit.
It's just odd. Everything is out of sorts right now. And like the title says today, I have no idea which way is up, what time it is or what day it is today. The normal organized chaos of my life has become very unorganized chaos.
We are so thankful to my mother-in-law for opening her home to us, for Bean's grandma moving out for the week to give us a bedroom to spread our stuff out. The other option was staying in a residence hotel in a less than satisfactory part of town. This is much, much better.
Hopefully, the novelty has worn off and everyone will be good and tired tonight, and sleep well. The chaos continues though, because we have a holiday dinner to attend. Miss Rose will stay with Grammie so she can go to bed on time. The little girls will go to the home of a co-worker for the evening. Since Grammie watched the kids all day while I'm working, we didn't want to stick her with them all again tonight.
*Sigh* If you see me, in person, or in the interwebs, please show me which way is up.
I may not find it again until Sunday or Monday.
{but, I am doing my best to still choose joy because it's all for a reason, for a purpose and we will return to an upgraded house, for which we've barely had pay anything}
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